#flashligh

[dimalink]

Amazing flashlight. So big flashlight is at the wall. And near are green trees. So, it is cool to be in the shades of the trees. In a hot summer day. And such a flashlight. It gives additional point of interest. Main is that it is at the top, above your head…So you need to go from a far to see it. But when you see it - you say to yourself - wow!

[goosekid]

impulse (very pg streamer) raiding ze (not pg) playing with larry fishburger (the least pg streamer i watch) and larry immediately starts talking about what in game items he would shove up his ass

[ceoldeamhan]

I SAID

FLASHLIGHT

[kabr0ztrousers]

I have a desire for a faceless alien to invade a ship to mass reproduce with the crew, and reader tries to hide as everyone’s rapid pregnancy causes bellies to explode with offspring around them, until reader is found and bred themself. And they are absolutely helpless as they know their fate from being bred by one of these things.

Kabr0z Writes episode 117: Deep Space

Find the rest of the Kabr0z Writes Anthology Here!

The AO3 series is here!

CWs: Oviposition; intoxication; implied group sex; facehuggers; feral x human; oral sex; heavy noncon; it's a horror story

A/N: Do you realise how hard it is to write "Alien, but make it sexy"

Taking objectively the hottest thing in sci-fi horror and trying to somehow make it hotter? Impossible.

To that end, what follows is a love letter to the facehugger, with a lot of the serial numbers filed off

Have a request? An idea? A kink? Send me a request!

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Six months into deep space, delivering Hell-knows-what to Hell-knows-where. The company never tells you anything they don't consider need-to-know, and normally even that's only half true. Still it's a gig, and they're not easy to find planetside any more. Besides, what's a few months in cryo between friends? At least you didn't have to worry about making rent.

The cryo pods weren't meant to wake you this early. You'd dropped out of hyperspace prematurely, and the readouts were clueless as to why. You looked a your crewmates: Leibniz, the huge German man with the military haircut who never seemed to smile, except after a few beers when he'd start singing bawdy folk songs; Clarke, the shaven-headed enby who derived endless enjoyment from watching dockworkers deciding whether or not it's gay to catcall them; Niven, the twitchy chief engineer who you've literally never seen outside of an exposure suit besides from when you're settling into the cryo pods, or when you're riding her face; and you.

You're the mission commander, ostensibly in charge of keeping everyone safe, fed, and working together. Granted, ninety percent of the time that just meant keeping the logbook of who cut what on which piece of exposed metal, how many nutrient bricks a day were being eaten, and which one of you the company had underpaid that trip. Still, nobody else would deal with the asshats in Corporate, so it fell on your well-muscled shoulders.

You pressed some buttons on a computer readout, watching the CRT display flicker through a few screens of data. Something was definitely alive on board the vessel, roughly the size of a large cat, and had eaten through some of the linkages on a secondary drive coil. Instead of carrying on and risking smearing you across several lightyears of interstellar space, a failsafe kicked on and pulled you back to relativistic speeds. You sighed, knowing full well that it's not you the failsafe is there to protect.

"Right you lot. We've got a spaceborne organic on board, and it's eaten some linkages. Niven, you get to the drive plates and fix it, Clarke, Lorenz, mount up, you're with me."

It felt a waste to pull the foam guns out of storage, most of the critters out in deep space aren't worth dealing with, and the few that are wouldn't have gone for drive linkages with four tasty hibernating humans aboard. All that said, they'd dock your pay if you couldn't produce the whatever-it-is that's delayed you and cost you valuable oxy-scrubber time.

You covered Niven on her way to the drive room, nothing en route as expected. You planted a kiss on her visor before she slid under the drive, ignoring the disapproving look you got from Leibniz. You left her to it, stepping out of the engine bay with the others

"You know that's a conflict of interest, right?"

You sighed animatedly at the German "You're just salty you're not getting any"

The slight huff he gave at that was the closest you'd ever get to a laugh from him sober. You pointed down a hall and off you went, each scanning the walls with your flashlights, looking for signs of movement or damage to the tubing running along the sides. Whatever this thing was, it had eaten just enough of your drive systems to get you all up and about, it could definitely have got into the wall cavities, but if it had then it would’ve already been entombed in expanding foam. No, it had to make it difficult.

A scream rang out. Niven.

You bolted for the drive bay. She was still under the drive, twitching and thrashing. You pulled on her leg, Leibniz grabbing the other and heaving her out. The glass in her visor was shattered, her face a pattern of tiny cuts, vivid red blood on her skin. That’s not what worried you. Her eyes were half-open, glassy and unresponsive when you waved your hand in front of her face. You clipped the torch off your rifle, shining it in her face, watching the pupils contract as the beam passed over her. Still alive, thank God. You pulled over a flatbed, Leibniz and Clarke helping you get her on before you wheeled over to the crew quarters.

A first aid kit came off the wall, and you started to cut her out of the suit. Inch by inch the sharpened shears parted the kevlar blend, releasing the smell of sweat into the air. She wore practically nothing underneath, a tiny crop top and short shorts preserving her dignity. No cuts, only some minor bruising from where she’d hit her arms and legs on the drive housing. Her skin was slick with moisture, heat radiating from under her skin. You set some fans on her, trying to cool her off and contemplated giving her an IV of saline. You knew you wouldn’t be able to find a vein, so you decided against.

You sat around a table with the rest of your crew. Each clutched a beer bottle, musing over what the hell you’d do.

“We need to wait for Niven to wake up before she can fix the drive. Either way.”

You nodded, Clarke was right. If either of you three tried messing with that drive, you’d just as likely blow up the entire vessel.

“We still haven’t caught that beastie” you chimed in, though you were all thinking it.

“Nein. Is there any chance that’s what got to Laura?”

You looked up at Leibniz, he never used first names, even when he was blackout drunk and telling you you’re the only real friends he’s ever had. He was rattled

“Doubt it” Clarke broke the tension “The suit she wears is rated for bear, you said this is the size of a cat, skip?”

“Yeah. And don’t call me skip” you leaned back. These old cargo scows were built to last, but they were still unreliable and dangerous to work on. Nobody gave Niven any shit for her suit, not on your crew or ashore, everyone had seen what happens to engineers when they get complacent.

You finished your beer. “Right. You two roshambo for who’s staying here on babysitting duty, I’m going to find whatever asshole piece of space trash hurt my girl.”

They didn’t actually play for it, Leibniz was halfway out of his seat before Clarke had registered you’d got up. They nodded at the hulking man stood over them, who nodded back and grabbed his gun from where it hung on the seat, plugging a can of foam in and priming the pump “Good hunting, you two”

You stepped back into the hallway, cranking the lights to their maximum. The bulbs buzzed angrily, producing a sickly-yellow glow that only seemed to deepen the shadows cast by every pipe and hatch. Leibniz stood back to back with you, carefully mimicking your steps to make sure nothing could get past you. Together you stalked up the corridor, checking the corners of every broom closet you passed, looking under bunks, peering around the hyperdrive, opening every cupboard, cabinet and panel as you passed them. The ship felt pokey normally but now, when you had to cover every square inch to get to whatever-the-fuck it was hiding from you, it was huge.

The cargo bay was, mercifully, not breached. It was built like the bank vault to end all bank vaults, thick titanium alloy walls, a couple of tonnes of reinforced, hermetically sealed door, and an alarm so finicky it would go off if someone passed gas too aggressively near it, as you’d once found out to your embarrassment. Finally you reached it, the computer core. A great sphere of incomprehensible boxes, doused in a tank of coolant, kept at a balmy -240 celsius. It hurt to touch the several-inches thick perspex that housed the core itself, so you kept your distance. The ship was a single corridor. Nothing should have been able to hide from you.

You checked the screens set into the wall of the circular chamber. One had a heat signature reading, overlaid on the ship. There you were, Leibniz standing in the doorway to the core, there was Niven and Clarke, in the crew compartment…

Wait. What was that? Clarke’s heat signature split in two. Either they’d just vomited something fierce, or whatever it was was in the crew compartment. You yelled for Leibniz to move, taking point as you hot-footed it back. You knew Clarke had probably dealt with it, but there’s no harm in-

Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Fuck

The crew compartment was strewn with foam. Clarke was sprawled on the floor in front of you, gun still hissing as the last of the propellant left the can, their finger pressed hard against the trigger. You rolled them over, looking into glassy eyes. Again, you shone your torch into them, watching the pupils contract. Alive, at least. You motioned for Leibniz to cover you, and stepped over Clarke’s unresponsive body. Sending an SOS was your responsibility. The keycard you wore around your neck slotted into the terminal. Emergency lights flashed as it locked in place, bathing the quarters in red and sealing the doors. O2 recycling was restricted to here now, the emergency beacon was lit, protocol is to get everyone to pods and sleep it out until help arrives.

You turned to Leibniz. You screamed. A spiderlike creature was clinging to his head, pushing a long, pulsating tendril down his throat. He wasn't fighting it, arms hanging limply by his sides. You levelled your weapon, then thought better of spraying your friend with the smothering foam. You ducked around him. Good old Leibniz. The dagger in his boot was as sharp as ever.

The creature screamed as you cut the tendril. Foul smelling ichor sprayed from its wound as you pulled the tentacle from your friend's mouth. You grappled with it. The knife wedged between two plates of chitinous armour on its back. It fell away.

You stood victorious. The squirming creature a mass of legs and oozing fluid on your knife. It fell still, dripping the last of its life essence down your arm. You took it to the table, stabbing the tip of the blade into the cheap fibreboard before finishing it off with a healthy measure of foam, setting rock hard in seconds.

You turned your attention to your fellows. They were all the same, catatonic, glass-eyed, shallow breathing. The lights are on, but nobody's home. Leibniz would be hardest to move, so you started with him. The hulking man was almost twice your weight, a mountain of muscle and stern practicality, now a drooling dead weight to be hauled to a cryo pod.

You'd managed to drag him over to the pod when you heard a noise. You looked. Niven was choking on something. You ran to her, propping her up. You hammered on her back. Trying to bring up whatever it was she'd swallowed.

A ball shot from her mouth. Then another, and another. You bear hugged her, pushing in her belly as a dozen of the balls plopped from her mouth. Then Clarke started too, one after another they coughed them up, another dozen added to the collection. Then the tapping started. The eggs were rocking around on the floor, membranes splitting open.

Each one produced another of the spiderlike creatures, soft-bodied and quivering, shells hardening by the second. They weren't as large-bodied as the one you prised of Leibniz, but each one had long, spindly legs, more than enough to hold on to you.

One went for Niven again. You kicked it. A crunch from the other side of the room. They swarmed you. One leaped at your head. You screamed.

It landed on your face. Your fingers clawed at it but it was stuck tight. The tendril extended from its abdomen, pressing against your lips, seeping a sour, burning liquid into your mouth. Your jaw went numb, you felt your teeth part for the appendage. It slipped in, force-feeding you the anaesthetic as it pushed into your throat. More and more of the liquid flowed into you. Your mind slipped away, as though you were outside yourself. The numbing slime was accompanied by something else. The ovipositor thickened as the eggs dropped into you, stretching your numbed throat as it force-fed you its young.

One by one the eggs fell into you, you obidently swallowed each one, feeling them nestle in your belly, bloating you to make space for them all. As quickly as it started it was over, the ovipositor withdrew, and the creature skittered off you.

You lay there, drool dripping from your mouth, glassy-eyes staring at the ceiling. The eggs shifted in your belly. Getting comfortable.

A hail pinged on the screen. Your SOS had been received. Rescue ETA, three days.

"Sit tight, Captain"

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This is another one of those "is this hot, or am I just a little broken?" episodes. There's definitely sex, of a sort, but it's more horror than porn.

Unless you're into that kind of thing. Which I am.

Anyway, do feel free to send a request if you want to see something in particular, and I'll make sure it gets written 😁

[evillairrr]

I need to get on my knees and have a bunch of cute trans boys fuck me in the mouth!!!! T no t I don't care just grab my hair and use me and ur flashligh please please please

[raspberrylace-velvetdoll]

My bag and what's inside

Keychains! :

• Mushroom Sanitizer holder

• squishable moth

• Dunkin keychain lmao

• blue crochet kitty a friend made me

• earbuds

• Kuromi tsunami

• kitten compact mirror

• flashligh

• black cat puffball

• another Kuromi

Stuff inside! :

• mini tarot cards

• love spell book

• wallet

• hand lotion

• pepper spray

• ear drops lol

• hand sanitizer

• compact mirror

• extra earbuds

• so much lipstick/ lip balm

• eyeliners

• charger

[epheyll]

"your lips, my lips, apocalypse"

the people have spoken here's some leon kennedy angst

also, i just beat re8 finally and because i have to suffer emotional damage so does everyone else

➥mentions of gore

➥gn reader <3

➥794 words

there was so much blood. that was the first thing you could think as you cradled leon's head in your lap, hands shaking too much to properly grab at the bandages beside you. he'd been shot, and the first thing you'd wanted to do was go after the person, but that would mean leaving leon behind, and you couldn't do that.

your partner grimaced as you pressed your hands against the wound in his side, but he offered you a smile nonetheless. pained, but reassuring. "breathe, y/n." he urged, eyes clenched shut a moment later as he tried to do just that. but every breath rattled his chest, and you could feel more warm blood coating your fingers. "you're smart, you—" he hissed and cursed softly. "you know what to do."

but you didn't. you were panicking as his head lay limply against your thighs, lips parted to take in what shallow breaths he could. you snatched up the bandages, the peroxide sitting uselessly in the box beside you. you fumbled with the lid and ended up dumping too much out on him at once. bubbles formed along the wound, gaping up so large at you even though it couldn't really be. it was just a bullet wound, and you were no doctor. he wouldn't make it if you didn't do something. "i'm sorry," you whispered as you uselessly wiped the bubbles away. "i'm sorry." you tried again, but the tears were rolling down your cheeks faster this time, and leon reached up to cup your chin.

"breathe," he urged again, and when you couldn't, he pulled you down, enveloping you in a sweet kiss. it was barely even that, really, just the brush of his lips against yours, but it brought you enough back to reality to start bandaging him up. until you could get him to a real medic. you counted his breaths, watched the rise and fall of his chest as you worked diligently. and only when you were done wrapping him up did you allow yourself to relax. you needed to get him out of there now.

in your haste, you'd taken cover in some abandoned store; the sign on the outside had said "dave's grab and go" and was barely hanging on by the little mascot. you knew going outside was not an option, at least not out the front door. it would be certain death. as soon as the zombies smelled the blood oozing from leon's side, they'd stumble over to rip into the rest of you two.

"leave me," leon spoke, and your heart plummeted all the way to your stomach. "i'll slow you down, and you know it," he grunted, trying to sit up despite his words. your reply was obvious.

"you're crazy if you think i'm leaving you behind." you pulled uselessly at leon again, and slipped from your grip. you stumbled back and slammed against the counter. the register clattered noisily. "leon," your eyes watered. "don't do this. come on we're getting out of here." you pleaded, and your voice broke pathetically.

he gave you a small smile, and you shook your head desperately. "leon..!" you said louder this time, tears welling up in your eyes. "get up, get up, please." you were near hysterical now, and all leon could do was shush you so tenderly you felt your heart cracking in your chest.

when he wouldn't budge, you sank down beside him, curling into his side. "y/n, go," leon urged as he closed his eyes, and you shook your head, holding him like you might never get to again.

and so you stayed like that, partners hand in hand. you didn't know how much time had passed, and you didn't care. you were perfectly content to share your last living moments with leon. if it was the only peaceful moment you got with him.

—

you didn't know how much time had passed when the door burst open and chris rushed in. you didn't even recognize him at first, but had smelled that awful cologne he always insisted on buying. he was shining a flashlight in your eyes as a team followed behind him, picking up the unconscious but alive leon as they did.

"y/n?" chris spoke, cursing as he saw the condition of the two of you. "hold on. you're going to be alright." he picked you up, carrying you to the helicopter waiting outside. how did they find you? too tired. you were too tired to ask.

your eyes remained closed as he strapped you in, as the helicopter took off and loud noises surrounded you. all you were aware of was leon's hand in yours, and you didn't let go of him the whole ride back to safety.

[thatkinkyyqueer]

Kinktober Day 29

(Using @absurdthirst prompt list)

Branding/Hunter - Prey/Uniforms

“Let go of me you fucking asshole!” I yell at the man who has me slung over his shoulder with my arms cuffed behind my back. He forced me into his truck at gun point while I was on my nightly walk, stripped me down to my underwear, and locked me in his basement. I was there for several hours before he decided to come get me.

He ignores the names I call him, like he’s been ignoring my screaming and crying all night, and carries me outside. He places me down on the grass. I notice the gun tucked in his waistband and a large knife sheathed on his belt. “We’re going to play a game.” He says to me, resting his arms behind his back. I waste no time snapping back. “I don’t wanna play a fucking game, I wanna go home.”

“If you stopped giving me attitude long enough to explain the game you would understand I’m trying to give you that opportunity.” His voice is calm and collected, and it pisses me off even more. I just glare at him in response. “Just a little game of cat and mouse.” He continues. “There’s a main road a little ways away. If you can find it, you can go home.” My eyes dart to the dark forest surrounding us, then back at him. “I’ll let you go free and leave you alone. You’ll never have to worry about me again.”

“What’s the catch?” I ask shivering a little on the cool night air. “I’m going to chase you. And if I find you, you stay here with me.” I fidget with my hands behind my back, the handcuffs jingle a little. “How do I know you’re not lying?” He looks me up and down in a way that makes my skin crawl. “I mean if you don’t want a chance to fight for your freedom-“ I cut him off before he can finish. “Okay! Okay fine I’ll play your fucking game.” He smiles at me. “Good! I’ll tell you what I’ll even give you a sixty second head start!” He says too cheerfully.

He moves behind me, holding onto one of my arms, and talks into my ear. “Are you ready to run little mouse?” My heart is already racing as I prepare to sprint into the woods. I can feel him reaching for something, and I remember the gun and the knife. For all I know he’s just going to kill me. He starts counting down from three. “Three-“ he doesn’t get the rest out. I rip out of his grip and run as fast as I can, straight into the woods. I can hear him yelling something about cheating behind me.

My eyes had a little time to adjust to the dark, but as the trees get thicker it gets harder to see. I ignore the pain in my bare feet as I run on rocks and sticks, that I’m sure are cutting the bottoms of my feet. It’s hard to keep my balance with the handcuffs on, especially when I keep shoulder checking trees. I run for so long that it hurts to breathe. I pause to listen for foot steps, but I see light off in the distance, to my right. They’re far enough away that they could be headlights winding down a road.

I make a sharp right turn, nearly falling as I do, and run towards them. I can feel tears of relief welling up in my eyes as I get closer. They quickly turn to tears of fear as I realize I’m running towards a flashlight sweeping through the forest. I try to turn around and run the opposite direction, but I loose my footing. I trip over a fallen branch and feel something in my foot snap. I can’t stop the small scream that escapes me as a I fall to the ground, clutching my leg. I cover my own mouth to quiet my own sobs, praying he didn’t hear that.

The flashlight turns my direction almost immediately. I try to get myself back up, but fall right back down. I can’t put any weight on my foot. This time I fell close to a tree that I drag myself behind, leaning my back against it. I’m panting as quietly as I can, listening for approaching footsteps. I watch the light get closer, sweeping over the back of my tree, and I squeeze my eyes shut. Maybe I’ll just disappear if I try hard enough. I can hear is footsteps now, getting closer and closer, until I see the bright light of the flashlight shining in my face.

“Looks like I win, mouse.” He squats down lowering the flashlight a little, so I can open my eyes. My face is covered in tears and dirt. He looks down at my foot and laughs. “You know I was going to unlock your handcuffs, but you insisted on starting right away.” I drop my head, crying into my lap now. “Aw, don’t beat yourself up.” He reaches out to stroke my hair, but I jerk away. He retracts his hand and smirks down at me. “You never had a chance anyway. I know these woods like the back of my hand, I’ve been tracking here my whole life. And well you know.” He gently shakes the flashlight.

He bends down and picks me up bridal style. My body is too exhausted to fight anymore. He starts walking. “You have been fighting me since I picked you up and you haven’t stopped. Honestly I just wanted to see how much you had left in you.” He adjusts his grip on me. “I like pets with a lot fight in them, it gives me plenty of things to train out.”

[samlagement]

Speedpaint rendering my oc Locusta , practice of colors. inspired by an illustration by Pablo Hurtado Mendoza 🎃

Tw: Flashlighs

[treezxu]

someone remind me to draw flashligh duo with bunny ears tomorrow bc i rlly want to but its one in the morning... goodnight guh

[soundsgoodfeelsgood]

why "Be Nice To Me" by The Front Bottoms is the perfect angsty wolfstar song - a TED talk

ok so. i am totally in love with this song. i love the instruments and the way they play with eachother. but the lyrics. THE LYRICS. that is exactly how i envision wolfstar's relationship to be circa october 1981. there's a war going on, they're tired - no, drained. they love each other so much they start hating each other. they're suspicious, there's a terrible climate, and they're on the edge.

so, here's a lyrics deep dive

I got boulders on my shoulders Collar bones begin to crack There is very little left of me and it's never coming back There are certain things you ask of me There are certain things I lack The beginning, we were winning Now we're just making up facts

the song starts with a bang. as i said, the war is consuming them from the inside out. so much so that they're beginning to crack. they remember how at the beginning of their relationship they were on top of the world, but now, after everything they've been through, they are lying to themselves about how good things actually are, holding on to the last shreds of their relationship

What's it matter anymore? You believe the lies I tell There's no meaning to the words But we still sing these songs well If we all left it alone I'm sure it'd work itself out fine We keep playing with the numbers We are running out of time

they know they're both lying to each other about their work with the Order, they both have secrets, but they decide to still believe each other. they still sing the love song they adored but the words loose their meaning. if this was a simple bump in their relationship they'd find a way to work through it but time's running out

But you're a killer And I'm your best friend Think it's unfair, your situation You say I'm changing Sorry, I didn't know I had to stay the same Could we talk about this later? Your voice is driving me, driving me insane

they're both changing, the war is changing both of them. they're arguing because they believe they wouldn't let it affect them, their relationship, but alas. tension is so high they can barely deal with each other

Well, I try to write you poems, but the words, they don't make sense My hand tries to grip the pencil, but the fingers are too tense And I try to show emotion, but my eyes won't seem to wet And I'd love to tell you stories, but I can't remember how they went

as much as they try to mend their relationship, they reached the no-turning-back point. there is so much going on with they're life that they can't bring themselves to do the thing that used to come naturally, like talking, be vulnerable, communicate

You're a flashlight in a dark room for the loneliest blackout You were all we had left after it all was filtered out Turn you on in a dark room right before we both pass out Turn you on when I need you, but the batteries ran out

despite everything going on they just can't give up yet. they are too important for each other, the flashligh during the blackout. but at the same time they can't be there for each other anymore like they used to - the batteries run out

And you're a werewolf and I'm a full moon And all your very worst enemies will be gone soon I think you're changing Don't worry, you don't gotta stay the same Could we talk about this later? Your voice is driving me, driving me insane

so here we are again. we're changing, but this time i realise that it's something we can't stop. we have to change in order to survive this. it is still said with sarcasm, maybe longing, but it's happening and we can't stop it now. except we can just...avoid the thing all together. can we talk about this later? i can't stand you now, you're driving me insane.

but on a less serious note this songs litterally refers to a killer and a werewolf. like. i'm not even joking. would've been less obvious if they'd just slapped their names in there.

[the-rat-dad-au-fan-story]

Rat Dad AU - Chapter 3 - The return of the feline - (Part 8)

(Warning:English isn't my first language)

(Chuck goes to a baby crib opens it up, puts the tiny animatronic in there, ties him up with the seat belt and closes the crib.) Chuck: Now this thing woudn't be a promblem. (Then the group goes through the vent and they get out next to a security office.) Gregory: Look a security office! Maybe we can find another Security Badge! (Gregory enters the security office.) Gregory: Ok… where can that bagde be? (Gregory finds a box shaped like Glamrock Freddy head and opens it and finds a Security Badge.) Gregory: Bingo! Hey guys I found a Security Badge! Chuck: That's great Gregory. FW Pizzacam: Chuck? Chuck? Chuck: What is it Pizzacam? FW Pizzacam: Someone is trying to sound a alarm in the area that you guys are in. I'm trying to block the alarm but I don't think I can do this for long. So you guys better move! Chuck: OH! Ok! Comeone guys let's move! (Chuck's group starts to move. They go through a door to the Priza Counter. Walking around they pass a glass dome that shows the Lobby down stairs. And after moving a little more they find…) Gregory: THE FIRE EXIT! (Gregory tries to open the fire exit… but…) Gregory: IT'S LOCKED?!?! Chuck: OH COME ONE! WHY WOULD THEY LOCK A FIRE EXIT!… this can't get any wor- FW Sun: Chuck? Can you hear me? Chuck: Sun? How are things with you guys? Found a exit yet? FW Sun: Well… first the good news we found a Security Badge down here! Chuck: The bad news? FW Sun: … someone raise the main loading dock security… we can't open it. Chuck: Great… the two exits that we found are locked… King: What now? FW Sun: We should all meet up in the Pizza Time Theater and discuss a new plan there. Chuck: Good idea. We meet you guys there. Gregory: Great… now I problaby need to survive… around 5 hours. Munch: Hey… look at the bright side… it could be in a wor- (Then a alarm was set off.) Intercom: Emergency lockdown activated! Munch: … Really… Chuck: COMEONE WE NEED TO LEAVE! (The group then tries to leave the Prize Counter.) Chuck: WAIT! Gregory: What is it?! Chuck: I can hear someone coming! From that way! Munch: But that the way we came from! How are we suppost to leave then? Chuck: I don't know! Gregory: GUYS LOOK A ELEVATOR! Let's can use it to escape! (Then the group enters the elevator. The doors close and they go down. Then Vannesa kicks the door open to the Prize Counter with Roxy and Monty behind her.) Vannesa: Finally got you! You little bra- (Vannesa then hears the elevator going down.) Vannesa: …YOU GOT TO BE KIDDING ME! (Vannesa throws her flashlight into the ground breaking it. We can see that Roxy is suprised by the sudden outburst, while Monty just raises his glasses and looks down at the broken flashligh.) Chuck: … That was close… Gregory: So… where to go now? Chuck: We first need to see where the elevator will takes first. (The elevators moves down to the Lobby… but it doesn't stop. It goes down and down. Until he stops. Chuck group gets out and they find theyselves in a dark area…) King: What is this place? Chuck: I don't know… It looks like a giant storage room. (Then from the darkness a voice can be heard.) ???: Well, well, well, look who it is!

Rat Dad AU - Chapter 3 - The return of the feline - Complete Next Chapter - Chapter 4 - The ghosts of the past.

(Author notes: I actually think this is my weaks chapter yet... Because this part of the game after the Daycare and before being kidnapped by Vannesa is so boring and forgettable!! Side note: I tried to put Eclipse in this story but after many hours the idea was scrapped.)

[yerimbrit]

[flufftober day 9, wc: 988] - scavenger hunt midnight forest edition : ot5 newjeans

WHEN HYEIN OFFERED TO PLAN the group’s outing, you didn’t think much of it. but now as you stand in a totally creepy forest in the dead of night, you think you really should’ve objected to it. because you’re in the middle of nowhere and if you die, no one will hear your screams. 

…that might be too dark for a girl group member.

“i’m gonna piss myself,” hanni whispers to you, literally shaking in her boots after she tripped over a rock.

you grimace, “that was awfully crude, han.”

the shorter girl sticks her tongue out at you and ends up tripping again. she grabs onto you on instinct, weighing you down and almost making you trip too. “why did we let hyein plan this- hyein!” she calls the youngest member, who stops to glance behind herself and look down at hanni, “does our manager know we’re here?”

“lol, no,” hyein giggles, “just kidding, obviously… how do you think we’re out here so late?”

“because you pull off the weirdest things sometimes?” minji retorts, wrapping an arm around hyein. 

haerin shoves her hands in her hoodie pockets. “are we just going to ignore how she said ‘lol’ out loud?” 

yeah, that was weird. who says texting acronyms out loud? you clear your throat, “what are we doing out here, anyway?”

everyone stops in this lit up central area, with a singular folding table holding several items on it. hyein dramatically clears her throat and stretches her arms out, resembling that of a talk show host. “welcome to my scavenger hunt! except it’s not really mine, because i wanted to join too so i got the managers to set it up.”

“a scavenger hunt,” danielle repeats. she sounds intrigued yet tired at the same time—it makes sense, since she rarely stays up because of her busy schedules as of lately, and there’s not many reasons for her to… much less going outside to do a scavenger hunt. you’re sure she’d be her usual sunshine self if this was a few hours earlier. perchance. 

“yes, dani-unnie!” hyein grabs the aussie’s shoulders with flair, “a scavenger hunt!”

according to the youngest, there’s a list of items you’re going to be given, and to find with two other people. apparently there’s boundaries set at the edges of the forest, but it’s so far that you’re 99% sure someone’s going to get lost. the prize has been kept unknown, as it is a “surprise” that hyein insists has to be kept as one, and well, you don’t want to spoil her fun.

hanni appears beside you, again, and links her arm with yours. she also drags haerin in, because haerin has “better survival instincts” than the both of you, which is sometimes arguable, but otherwise fair. that leaves minji, danielle, and hyein for the other group. two of your managers appear with a timer and set it to thirty minutes, taking a seat on some foldable chairs next to the table. ‘wow. they look exhausted.’

“ready, three two—” hyein doesn’t get to finish her count before minji grabs both her and danielle by the arm and makes a run for it. what happened to playing fair and square?

so your team goes off into the woods as well, trying to check off things from the scavenger hunt list like “pre-surgery jack-o-lanterns” which are just pumpkins, “flashlight life support” which are just double-a batteries, and many more. you’re not sure how hyein came up with these prompts (or at least, some ridiculous descriptions of everyday items) but they’re at least entertaining enough for you not to fall asleep while standing. some were weird enough that even haerin had to pause to think about the meaning.

speaking of hyein, you just saw her run by. actually, the girl next to you looks like hyein. huh. huh? “hyein? what are you doing here?”

a sweat drop slides down her forehead. “i’m uh, supervising. yeah, that!”

you, hanni, and haerin blankly stare at the girl, who averts her eyes. there’s really nothing to see around her, because everything is pitch-black save for the areas covered by the brightness of haerin’s flashlight. “okay, fine… i got lost. i wanted to scare you guys but when i turned back,” she widens her eyes, waving her hands about like a madman, “minji-unnie and dani-unnie were gone!”

“that seems plausible enough,” hanni says in a detective-esque voice, “but you’re on our team now.”

you raise an eyebrow, “are you sure? what if she changes back at the last second?”

“i can’t find them, so…” hyein sheepishly scratches her neck. haerin raises her flashlight to cover more of the younger’s face, and she scrunches up her face. “that hurts, unnie!”

“sorry.”

your team, with the newest addition of hyein, find the rest of the items needed (it was particularly hard to find “haerin’s distant cousin”, a black cat plush hidden on a tree branch) and rush back to the table in the heart of the forest with the help of some staff holding cameras.

it takes minji and danielle a little under two minutes to make their way back, and they’ve amassed quite a bit of the items on the scavenger hunt list, unsurprisingly. danielle seems to be in better spirits as she lugs a bag of things by her side, probably because minji’s competitive spirit is so contagious. 

the staff count up all the items your team collected and how many minji and danielle got, and there’s a dramatic drumroll sound effect played before they reveal the winners. hanni’s anticipative energy is so strong that you feel as if she’s about to start bouncing off the walls—she’s probably that excited to rub her victory in minji’s face. you squeeze haerin’s hand and share a nod with hyein, already expecting to win. there’s no way those two got more than you guys, right?

“the final count is han-hae-yn: 14, dani-hye-min: 15!”

…what?

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